217. Carlos
The phone rang twice before a familiar voice answered, deep and edged with authority.
As expected. I smiled at the thought of the man on the other end of the call.
"Alpha Morris," I said the moment the call connected.
Silence stretched for a beat before a dark chuckle followed.
"Hi to you too, Carlos the hitman. Long time no see," his voice was amused but sharp.
A smirk tugged at my lips. I had done a job for him before, a big one. Killed his biggest enemy, a man who had haunted him for years. He paid me well, and from then on, trust was never an issue. He knew I was an Alpha, knew I handled things with precision. If Morris needed something done, I was the man for the job.
"You disappeared for a while," he said before I could speak again.
I pressed the phone tighter to
